2013-07-26
Original: 2013-07-26 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1: The sky is blackened with the asteroid's dust.
Panel 2 (green dinosaur): The cold will come soon, and with it, death.
Panel 3 (orange dinosaur): The one comfort left to me in these latter days is that none will judge our forbidden love.
Panel 4 (green dinosaur): I love you.
(orange dinosaur): I love you too.
Panel 5: The two dinosaurs nuzzle together as the asteroid descends in the sky behind them.
Panel 6 (green dinosaur): Since you're gonna die anyway, can I consume you?
(orange dinosaur): I told you no.
(green dinosaur): C'mon baby, it's my birthday.
Votey:
(green dinosaur): Just the teeth.
(orange dinosaur, smiling): ?
The green dinosaur is shown grinning with a mouthful of teeth that appear to be the orange dinosaur's.
Panel 2 (green dinosaur): The cold will come soon, and with it, death.
Panel 3 (orange dinosaur): The one comfort left to me in these latter days is that none will judge our forbidden love.
Panel 4 (green dinosaur): I love you.
(orange dinosaur): I love you too.
Panel 5: The two dinosaurs nuzzle together as the asteroid descends in the sky behind them.
Panel 6 (green dinosaur): Since you're gonna die anyway, can I consume you?
(orange dinosaur): I told you no.
(green dinosaur): C'mon baby, it's my birthday.
Votey:
(green dinosaur): Just the teeth.
(orange dinosaur, smiling): ?
The green dinosaur is shown grinning with a mouthful of teeth that appear to be the orange dinosaur's.
Alt text
A six-panel comic drawn in a loose sketch style. Panel 1: a black sky, captioned that it is blackened with the asteroid's dust. Panel 2: a green dinosaur says the cold will come soon, and with it, death. Panel 3: an orange dinosaur says the one comfort left to it is that none will judge their forbidden love. Panel 4: the green and orange dinosaurs exchange 'I love you' / 'I love you too.' Panel 5: the two dinosaurs nuzzle as a glowing asteroid streaks down behind them. Panel 6: ruining the romantic mood, the green dinosaur asks, since you're gonna die anyway, can I consume you? The orange one says it already told him no; the green one wheedles, c'mon baby, it's my birthday. Votey: the green dinosaur bargains 'Just the teeth.' and is then shown grinning with a giant mouthful of the orange dinosaur's teeth.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.